I used to walk by the riverside
and watch the leaves and flowers float on by
My thoughts as hazy as the morning light
That blinded me with its beautiful sight
But, one day, by the riverside,
I saw a magnificent swan float on by
I hid so as to not give it a fright
I hid from the elegant pure beautiful sight
But now when I walk by the riverside
The swan no longer floats on by
If only I'd mustered all my courage and might
To have shared with the swan, the riverside
~ Cookie 🍪
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Into the Oven
PoetryA collection of poetry, short stories, and quotes by Cookie and Crumb
